Ace was so scared that his little arms trembled and he babbled.
Frowning, Jay silently picked up the chopsticks. It was obvious that he didn't want to talk about
whatever problem he had.
Because Ace was crying, Doris had no choice but to leave the dining room with the baby in her arms.
The more she thought about it, the more worried she became. His health was bothering her.
'Does he have a kind of easily infected disease?
If so, what did Jay do outside? There must be something he had done to get infected by that kind of
disease. No one would get it for no reason, right?
Or is that an incurable disease?'
These thoughts made her more suspicious.
If Jay really got that kind of disease, she and the child had to avoid him.
Perhaps Jay sensed Doris' sudden change; his lips formed into an apologetic and self-mocking smile.
Judging from the cautious look on Doris' face, he guessed that she might have misunderstood him.
When he was about to hug Ace, and Doris dodged subconsciously, he had confirmed it. He wondered
what kind of assumptions she had come up to already.
Looking at her, Jay said, "It's okay. I'm fine."
However, Doris remained vigilant. If that was really the case, then she couldn't compromise her baby's
health. "The baby is going to suckle and sleep. Don't hold him anymore."
Hearing these words, Jay felt sad and helpless.
With a heavy heart, Jay went downstairs silently and drove to the hospital.
What Jay didn't know was that when he drove out of the courtyard, Doris followed him out. She hailed a
taxi and said, "Sir, follow the car in front."
"Okay," the taxi driver answered.
On the way, she thought Jay would meet another woman, so she was surprised when she figured out
that he drove to the hospital.
Not wanting to get caught, Doris followed him furtively and stopped when she saw him go to the
andrology department.
"Damn it, Jay. Don't you know your wife's profession?" Doris murmured in a fit of pique.
During the whole session, Doris hid in a dark corner. After a while, she saw Jay walk out of the
consulting room in frustration.
It seemed that something terrible had happened.
As soon as Jay disappeared from her sight, Doris walked towards the room where Jay came out from
just a while ago.
It was a small hospital and Doris didn't know the doctor well.
The doctor looked up and frowned when he saw a woman coming in. "This is for men. Go to the
gynecology department for your concern."
It was indeed strange for a woman to come to their department. "I know. I just have something to ask
you, doctor."
"What?" Surprised, the doctor surveyed her from head to toes.
As straightforward as she had always been, Doris asked, "What's wrong with the man who just walked
out of your room?"
"He has inhibited sexual desire. Maybe he was mistreated by his wife," the doctor said half-jokingly.
"Inhibited sexual desire? Isn't he sick?" What the doctor said surprised Doris. Even if all the men in the
world could have such a symptom, she thought Jay would be the very least person to have.
Back then, even though he was injured, he didn't lose his sexual drive. But now, why did he suddenly
have this kind of disorder?
Who would mistreat him?
Her?
No, no, it seemed that she was the one who was tortured to death every time by Jay. It was definitely
the other way around, wasn't it?
In that case, she should be the one who had this symptom. How could it be Jay?
"What kind of illness can he get?" Upon hearing her question, the doctor glanced at her.
"Don't worry, doctor. It will be fine as long as he is not sick." Her voice sounded livelier now.
Lack of sex drive was much better than those terrible diseases, wasn't it?
At least, it could be cured.
"As far as I know, his wife didn't mistreat him." With curious eyes, Doris added, "Aside from that, what
else do you think makes men like that?"
Although Doris was also a male doctor, she still wanted to listen to the opinions of other doctors.
"Well, it's hard to say. Sometimes it's caused by psychological stimulation, or inappropriate sex life. It
varies from person to person." The doctor's answer was vague, not wanting to elaborate the topic. It
was a good thing that Doris easily understood it.
Nodding her head, Doris asked, "Doctor, what do you think we should do?"
"This matter should be handled with psychological guidance. And his wife should give him more
comfort, and give him enough trust, so that he can rebuild his confidence." It was not the first time for
the doctor to handle this kind of disorder, so he knew how trust and support could be a great help.
"Thank you, doctor." His answer was exactly the same as what Doris thought.
All of a sudden, the doctor realized that he was saying confidential information to a stranger. "Who are
you? Why do you care about this man?"
With a smile, Doris answered, "Oh, I'm his wife. Anyway, thank you for your explanation. I'll go ahead
now. Bye."
Then Doris left the hospital with a lighter mood.
Now she felt much more relaxed than before.
It turned out that Jay didn't have an affair, nor did he cheat on her. He just had a psychological
problem.
Alas, how could such a healthy man, who messed around every day, have a psychological issue?
It was unbelievable, wasn't it?
As soon as she got home, Ace's cry was the first thing she heard.
Worried that something might have happened, Doris rushed upstairs.
Meanwhile, Jay was trying to coax Ace who he was holding in his arms. "Don't cry. Mommy will be back
soon. Look, I'm your Daddy. Honey, Daddy loves you very much. Don't cry, okay?"
To calm him down, Jay planted soft kissed on Ace's face.
However, the more Jay kissed him, the louder Ace cried.
Feeling sorry for the baby, Jay asked anxiously, "Where is Doris? Where did she go?"
"Mrs. Fang has gone out. We don't know where she went." The servant and the nanny looked at each
other helplessly.
After a few seconds, they heard footsteps coming from downstairs. "Mrs. Fang is coming!" Panting,
Doris went inside the room.
"Mommy is here!" Doris took the little Ace from Jay and sat down on the sofa to feed him.
On an instant, Ace stopped crying as Doris fed him. It didn't take long until Ace raised his head and
looked at Doris with satisfaction.
"Good boy. Why did you bully Daddy just now? Daddy is a new daddy. He can't pacify you well. You
should be more considerate, right?" Touching his little chin, Doris sweet-talked Ace.
Once again, Ace giggled as if he could understand what the adults were saying.
Finally, Jay had calmed down seeing that Ace was okay now. He sat beside Doris and said, "The little
guy has a strong personality. I gave him milk just now, but he didn't want it. I was worried about him."
"He is still too young and very resistant to milk powder. It will be better once he grows up," Doris
replied.
Remembering that she was gone a while ago, Jay stared at her and asked, "By the way, where have
you been?"
What was more important than watching over Ace?
After thinking for a while, Doris finally replied, "I went out. I just had something to deal with."
"What is it?" His brows furrowed. Why couldn't she go straight to the point? What did she have to deal
with that she left Ace at home?
"There is something wrong with my breasts, so I went to the hospital." Doris never knew how to lie. She
felt guilty every time she lied so she avoided looking at Jay, because her eyes would give her away.
"Did you go to the hospital just now?" All of a sudden, Jay understood everything.
Looking down on Ace, Doris replied sulkily, "Yes."
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